Why You Need at Least One Fixed-Blade KnifeApril 22, 2013 by Melanie Swick | Be the first to comment »
It’s a good idea to always have a knife handy. For most of us, that means tossing a small folding knife or multi-tool into our pocket on the way out the door, which I do most days. It’s a wise idea to add a fixed-blade knife to the list of items you need within easy reach at a moments notice as well, though. You may have noticed I said “within easy reach” rather than EDC (Every Day Carry). That’s because carrying a fixed-blade knife on your person really isn’t practical for most people, and may not be legal where you live. On the other hand, you can simply tuck one into a brief case, desk drawer, or glove box, and it will always be there, ready when you need it.
A folding knife is handy, but there are times when a fixed-blade is a far better option, such as:
- Chopping wood
- Slashing brush/vegetation
There are a few things to think about before stashing a knife for emergencies.
Local laws and regulations. Breaking the law (even unknowingly) may result in a criminal record and the inability to legally own a firearm. I recommend that you hire a lawyer to explain local laws to you in plain English. This is far better than just asking a police officer; I have nothing against police, but most of them these days simply do not know much about the law.
Security of the area you plan to leave your knife. Anytime you leave your gear out of direct supervision, such as in your car or desk drawer, there is the potential that it could be stolen, so this is no place to leave that expensive bench-made knife. You can find plenty of inexpensive, durable choices through surplus distributors. I’ve even seen them for less that $10, and while I wouldn’t put a lot of trust in something this inexpensive, it’s a good option for anyone who wants to tuck a fairly reliable knife in a few different places.
Your environment. Thick Florida swamps and barren Las Vegas deserts present two very different environments. If I were stomping through the swamps here in Florida, I might want a thicker, heavier knife to chop through vegetation, but if I were running across the desert in Vegas, I might want a smaller, lighter knife to lighten my load. If nothing else, my time in the Marine Corps infantry taught me that every ounce you carry matters. It may not seem like a big deal until you’re dehydrated, out of food, and miles from civilization—not the ideal time to learn a lesson.